The Richer the Rags....

Meeting by chance

Brielle, 'princess' of a empire worth of stores,was looking for her newest teacher down in town. She had never been in the town down from the villa and was walking with great caution. She was a beautiful, mid-skin girl. She had mid-length hair , naturally ginger but she tries to dye it black, and black lipstick. She walked carefully, watching not to bump in to anyone nor make eye contact with anyone. A tall, thin figure stepped from around a corner. Brielle bumped into this figure, falling to the ground. "S...sorry! I am kinda lost...." she stumbles to her feet and looks at who she hit. Before her stood a tall, light skin man with big piercing eyes of the lightest brown. "Not from around here, hm? Okay, what are you trying to find?" His voice dripped from his mouth like smooth melted chocolate. "Do you know where this cafe is? I am to meet a teacher there and I can't seem to find it." Brielle points to a name written on a piece of paper. The boy starts to walk down the street and waves at Brielle to follow. She scurries after him and studies his character more. His clothes were dirty and old, his face covered in a layer of dirt that masked his emotions. "So where you from," the boy questioned Brielle as she walked along. "Oh, nowhere important," Brielle replies with great haste, knowing not to tell she is the sheltered child who was raised in the villa everyone in town looked up to. "W...what is your name?". Brielle's voice trembled. The boy looked over his shoulder, "Xavier," he turned back around.

They walk for a block or two, all the while Brielle admired Xavier. She found him very interesting and he was the first person, other then her servants, she had saw in a while. After her parents' death, Brielle hasn't left the villa. She missed the presence of other souls. "Here we are, do you see your teacher?" Xavier turned and pointed inside the cafe. "Um...not yet. Can I treat you to a drink or something for walking me here?" Brielle clasped her hands. Xavier raised an eyebrow and walked in the cafe, ordering a large coffee then pointing at Brielle. She walked in and ordered a mocha then paid for both drinks. She sat down and examined her surroundings, the cafe was not that special really. It had few tacky decorations that were coffee related, and a very odd color between white and a coffee-stain brown. Rather the wall's color was paint or the neglect of many college students was beyond Brielle's knowledge. Xavier was staring at her all while she was admiring the cafe, "So, who are you exactly?" he sipped his coffee slowly. "I...I'm B..Brielle DeBlome...." Xavier stops everything and stares at her. "As in the DeBlome company, the world-wide company that has completely taken over every retail?" Brielle nods and looks away again.

The two sit in silence for about ten minutes, the air growing stale between them. "Well, I guess I will be leaving now...." Xavier gets up to leave but Brielle grabs his shirt. "I can't find the hill by myself! Please don't..... just please stay here..." Xavier turns to see the pure iciness of fear in Brielle's eyes. "Fine, I will stay, but I need more coffee," he walks to the counter and orders more.